Song of Cerberus
Susie Page-Winthrop’s life in upper-class suburbia is becoming unraveled. Not only is she hopelessly inept at her yoga poses and edged out of the kitchen by the hired cook, but her husband has had one too many affairs for her taste. The only remedy for her discontent is a stay at The Hotel Fleur-de-lis and a new job as French chef for a family of five – although she hasn’t cooked much since losing her parents to a cement mixer almost twenty years ago.
Susie’s break from the superficial existence of her past doesn’t mean her struggles have ended. Someone is intercepting her letters to her deeply-missed son, widening the already considerable gap between them. Her boss is interested in more than her croquembouche. And when Susie falls for a man with a dubious history (and who also happens to be a clown), her circumstances go from complicated to treacherous as she faces an unreasonable use of nanny cams, and a store-bought birthday cake in the shape of Texas.
In the face of an indefinite future and the loss of a dear friend, a note appears that might alter the course of her life – and Susie finds herself residing in that sweet spot between instability and hope, where a girl might sit awhile and catch her breath. A place where vagrant sunflowers grow in the trimmed hedgerow, and compassion is more than just a word to say at dinner parties. Where even a three-headed hell hound might not be so bad, after all.
Crumbled Fine and Risen Again
Charlotte Singer Brown is having a Midlife Crisis. All caps. And no amount of denial, cozy socks, or running around the garden with a martini and a hoe will dissolve the feeling that she has given in to a truck load of mediocrity. Not to mention the disquieting idea of moving somewhere. Anywhere. As long as it’s Scotland.
On a whim, Charlotte decides to sell Bridestone, her behemoth of a Victorian, and receives an unexpected proposition from the quirky Macintosh family, who show up one day on her doorstep. Within the course of one pivotal year, Charlotte catches raw glimpses of a past she thought she’d left behind – including the death of her father, her strained relationship with her mother, and her husband’s unsuccessful fight with colon cancer.
With the help of an arbitrary group who begin to feel like family, along with a copious amount of tea-drinking, Charlotte finally comes to face a life blown open, the ugly and the sublime. The precarious and the absolute. And everything in between.
Reach Your Little Plant Arms to the Sky
Joe, a recovering alcoholic and a taxi driver, forms a profound, almost spiritual relationship with his eleven-year-old passenger, who reminds him of his lost daughter; After three years, Arleen is released from prison and struggles with her past as she tries to preserve her poet’s heart and regain some normalcy in the outside world; Patrice is in a state of confusion when her boyfriend leaves her, and her head detaches from her body as she clambers for fulfillment and significance; Foss’s wife throws away his favorite hiking boots, forcing him to re-evaluate his priorities and life choices; Daryl is dying of cancer and spends the evening with an unconventional woman in Vegas who eases his clenched heart with her kindness, and who may or may not be a hooker.
Reach Your Little Plant Arms to the Sky is a quirky, often humorous, and sometimes poignant collection that conveys moments of reckoning one’s own true nature while struggling to find a soulful connection in a world that is increasingly isolating.
And That Divine Eye
Fifteen-year-old Georgia is a dead ringer for Twiggy, and is obsessed with pyramids, the moon, and with Ben, intern extraordinaire. She doesn’t speak, but she writes letters to her dead mother and is inexplicably drawn to the drama of the hurricanes passing through her home with her Aunt Bridger and Uncle Joey in 1967 coastal New Hampshire. Maybe it’s because she survived a tornado when she was just an infant. Maybe it's the the roar of the storm, the hum, that makes up for the lasting silence inhabiting her.
Georgia’s remarkable, genius mind renders her an anomaly in the middle of a provincial existence - a riddle her school guidance counselors try to solve. Bridger and Joey struggle to maintain a connection with her, while battling their own personal loss of a child and failing marriage, when a well-hidden secret about Georgia’s mother is revealed unexpectedly - and Georgia is forced to discover and forgive the truth about her past, recognizing there is wonder in the mundane. The essence of the daily, the pull on your sneakers and run outside. The grip of your fingers on a rake. The sliver of a moon behind the shadow of your hand.
Lucy lives in a condo at Seacoast Heights with her cat, Henry Jones, and a ghost named George. Designing is her passion – and, lately she fears, her downfall. In fact, she is quite certain that her designs have something to do with the fact that she is being followed everywhere. Or perhaps they have something to do with her recently deceased client and friend, Verona Skurt, who left Lucy a pile of money in her will. And when a dead body shows up in her garden, Lucy is certain that The Followers must be after something she is unaware of - like an object secretly sewn into the lining of one of her silk zoot suits.
Mason meets Verona at an OCD support group and becomes preoccupied with her money, and a jewel-encrusted brooch, the blue dragon, which is worth millions, and which he imagines will somehow make him extraordinary and coax his ex-wife back to him. After Verona’s death, he can't stop thinking about the blue dragon and will stop at nothing to uncover it.
Verona is tired of all the people hanging around because they want something from her, when all she desires is to be left alone, and get some reprieve from her out-of-control life. Even her OCD support group is becoming old.
Verona ultimately becomes deathly ill and passes away. But what does her death have to do with Lucy’s Followers? And does she really die? What would someone resort to, in order to enjoy a calm and solitary existence? Following Lucy is a novel about friendship, loneliness, greed, and the occasional Saltzburg Nokerl, told from three different perspectives within the course of the same month.
An Inevitable Dip with the Usual Suspects: Poems
A collection of poetry exploring and celebrating self, spirit, nature, dreams, and righteous indignation.
"I am not in the habit of writing poetry. I am altogether unsure of my proficiency as a poet. Certainly, there are better, more experienced, more competent poets than I - but I write from my core, and in that space are stories of love and nature and discovering self and revealing moments, both elevated and primitive...
I find that the process of writing poetry mirrors that of fiction, in that both require a good amount of living in your subconscious and your dreams - so I spend a lot of time there trying to figure things out, writing things down. Which brings up a lot of questions, often answered simply by writing without self-consciousness or superficiality. One finds oneself in a constant battle to return to that childlike state of genuineness. This is difficult but important in order to get to the truth – or should I say, one’s truth, because truth is different for everyone and it’s tricky to be absolute in that respect. Life is thorny, after all. Life is messy."